Pins and Needles The Birthday Massacre Once a night, [Am]the bedroom lig[C]ht [D] Leads out from i[F]nside my wi[G]ndow [Am] Eyes white,[C] I keep out of sight [D] This city's just not [F]pretty like it [G]used to be [Am] It's always a nigh[C]tmare, it's never a dr[D]eam The promise we made[F] to kill the [G]days between [Am] They live in the he[C]artbeat and sleep till the l[D]ight is gone It's been so l[Am]ong[C] [D]Feels like pins and [F]needles in my he[Am]art[C][D][F] So [Am]long[C] [D]I (azchords.com)
